This is a song about "Viole"

So i cure that tragedy by rhyming after bowls

Fuck a mayback, i pull da back seats to da rolls.

Verse 1 (great da king slayer)

// [everybody wants you, player]

Hope for da best expect da worst don't let ppl put u down coz da sky is not da limit

Or in other words i'll put you in a sympathy strike that will make you look wimpy not brilliant,